His smile spreads when the door is opened for him. He has an armful of ingredients in his good arm, the other still tucked against his chest in a sling and his cutieflies tucked into his hair.

"That's right," he says, eyes crinkling a little. "Two kinds. An easy one and one more suited to an occasion."

Hythlodaeus is pleased that he has somewhere to go on mornings like these. He had left the house with Hades, and enjoyed getting to walk him to work. So he's already in a good mood by the time he shows up.